Marcel had been standing in front of his cousin's bedroom door for an hour. I didn't have the courage to go in and see the marks of aggression on the violated body. Rosângela's Innocence had been stolen, and he could do nothing. All her life she had always imagined that he would be the first and only man to touch her body, but now... How could he face her? She must be hating you! He hoped that Murilo had met the devil in hell and that alone would not be enough for the mortal hatred he felt for that man to disappear from the resentful heart of the leader of the Moraes.Gathering all the courage he possessed, he opened the bedroom door and entered, smelling the melancholy smell of the place. The desire to cry when she saw her cousin's angelic image on the bed took over her body. A cherub with broken wings.She was on the bed propped up against several pillows. She looked lost at the window as if beyond that she was trying to see a light in the darkness. Marcel couldn't see the bruises
The handsome black-haired man smoked outside the window of the tallest building in Quito. He admired the dazzling lights of the city, Machiavellianly thinking about what his next move would be, a mistake could cause him defeat.Meneses had entered the path as the leader, as he had killed the main boss of the East Zone Complex before taking absolute power now. Now it was former leader Lopes' turn to do the same and take control of that entire vicious circle of killing those who had the main power in organized crime.In the midst of that world in which money seemed to be everyone's soul, no one was really trustworthy, everyone had their “snake” side hidden beneath the covers. He had temporarily got Chico by his side, at least until the blonde showed what his true intentions were with that alliance. I imagined the reason...revenge. He laughed evilly when he remembered the fact that made Chico hate him, that idiot thought he could deceive someone, he was very mistaken, while Chico had t
Gabi and Souza were sitting at the table in the Hotel Danjour restaurant without looking at each other. Both had an upset look on their faces. Souza looked more somber than usual. Gabriela would occasionally mumble something under her breath, she was really nervous. Clebão, sitting at the same table, looked from one to the other with a big frown, trying to understand what the hell had happened for that tense atmosphere to have taken hold between the two. It was common to see them fighting, exchanging provocations and at that moment that didn't even happen.“Well, the subject is quick... Here it is!” Clebão took two tickets from inside his suit, making the blonde look at the two papers on the table with wide eyes as she noticed that they were named after her and Souza.” You were going to travel in two and a half months, but it seems that a war in the East Zone Complex has started, and now you will have to leave much sooner than expected.” Clebão sighed lazily, looking at the wine he h
The red-haired woman moaned indiscreetly as she felt her fiancé move between her legs in a lascivious way. They kissed desperately between hoarse moans as if this were the last moment they would spend together. Ketyellen ran her nails down his back, scratching her lightly, while Jonas squeezed the flesh of her thighs trying to open her legs wider.They spent a few minutes in that act of love just feeling each other's bodies and warmth. He possessed her with vigor, she gave herself without resistance to the man she loved. They were ardent lovers, accomplices in the malice and passion that took over their bodies. They came together as one, trying to convey all the desire they felt for each other in the act. The climax had finally arrived and only tense and heaving breaths filled the room that exuded a sexual aroma.The sweaty bodies did not separate, he remained on top of the female body with his head resting on the bride's chest. Ketyellen caressed his black hair very carefully, taki
It was a boring rainy morning in Quito. Despite all the water falling from the sky, the city's movement did not stop, people faced the water droplets to work.Chico watched the city's activity without any interest. Although the penetrating dark eyes were roaming from side to side, as if he were carefully observing the movement of the street, in reality he was far away. His thoughts were in a melancholic past, in which the main culprit for all the misfortune was at that moment right behind him sitting on the sofa smoking a mint cigarette.The blonde had arrived exactly an hour ago in the capital of Ecuador. He had gone straight to Reinaldo's apartment to do business as usual. Trafficking, killings, coups and how to take power in the East Zone Complex. The former heir Lopes remained the same as he remembered: A beautiful and calm appearance that hid a bloodthirsty and sick personality.“The first person to die is Meneses. If he falls, it won't be difficult to finish off the rest of t
The big bosses were sitting on chairs set up at the large table in the Faitão leader's office. The meetings took place there since the Meneses' house had been attacked. Meneses was sitting at the end of the table smoking his usual cigar, next to him Clebão was more interested in looking at Pardal in the distance in the window than sleeping as he always did at meetings. Marcel, despite being physically there, was spiritually far away, he seemed like a hollow body that was only there because he had nothing better to do. Jonas seemed troubled from the moment he arrived. Duarte's face was calm, different from the one he had on the night of the shooting.“So what's our plan?”asked Meneses, taking a long drag on his cigar. When he realized that only he and Duarte were interested in the meeting, he spoke again in a harsh tone. “Marcel, Jonas, if you were to remain like two idiots dreaming, I would rather you didn’t even have Meneses.The two seemed to come out of their trance at those word
The room was spacious. The bed was covered with flowered sheets. The furniture was made of golden grass, or wood chips. The decoration was simple, just typical Manaus flowers. The lace curtains fluttered in the window in the wind. The sun's rays illuminated the room, giving it a pleasant appearance. From the window you could see the extensive coconut trees and the beach, as well as the simple craft fair that took place in the country to please tourists. It was a simple room, but it had a certain beauty.Gabi was enchanted, she had never been to such a pleasant place. The most luxurious hotels she had ever stayed in were no longer charming, but even so, she was not as amazed as the simple Manaus venue.He threw his bags on the floor and ran towards the window to admire his new temporary home. The breeze ruffled her blonde hair, which was tied in her usual high ponytail.Souza closed the door, taking the blonde out of her reverie to look at him. She didn't give off any excitement abo
That was the calmest hotel in Manaus. Only the sound of the wind and children playing in the street could be heard. That was until a week before when Gabriela and Souza were not yet installed in that location. The two were seen as the couple in the spotlight. Their routine became a movie soap opera for the other guests and hotel staff. Nobody bothered with the noise of the killer and the blonde fighting, on the contrary, they found it very interesting and on top of that there was a bet on who would grab the other first. Most bet that Gabriela would be the first to freak out when faced with such physical attraction.“What?!”Scared Gabi fell out of bed pulling the sheet close to her. His face was flushed and his eyes were shining in a nervous manner. She looked at the killer as if he were some kind of dangerous pervert.”What are you doing lying so close to me? AND STILL NO CLOTHES! Don't tell me we...“Scandalous little girl!” Souza yawned lazily. He spoke in an irritated tone, he hat